never turn down a beer

it was my second attempt at leaving, the first one foiled by an accidental rendezvous with a semi-drunken friend just off hollywood blvd. the night had moved past eleven and i had to go, because staying would have been a lie to her. however, thanks to the encouragement of my drunken friend i walked back inside and we ordered another drink as he returned to his haunt next door. she and i talked as her friends made their way toward the bar and joined the conversation. when it came time to order another drink i said no, but she ordered it anyway. still i told her i had to go, as my fresh beer sat on the trendy bar, silence fell over us

in the end it was probably for the best, as i was attempting to avoid the situation that i knew was going to arise, that had to happen. what started at the bar with me turning down a beer, lead to the conversation that spread across 2 hours, 4 phone calls, 2 hang ups on her end and a quarter pack of smokes on mine and eventually a friendship/relationships downfall.

she was pissed and i don't blame her - i was a jerk but/and i was honest

monday she goes on tour - three tuesdays later i go on the road

and that is that

...the adventure continues...